Dirk snorted softly and shrugged, a hint of a smirk curling on his lips. Again he thought of rings of gold in royal purple. Indignation and fire. He wasn’t sure what it was about the lass that kept creeping back into his mind but she’d been stuck there since their first meeting after the storms, leading his thoughts astray now and again when he let his mind wander. Perhaps even subtly influencing his actions without conscious thought. He could admit now that perhaps he’d made his den a bit larger because it would better suit two wolves roughly his size.
”Aye, well. There’s this lass...I’m nae sure she’d look twice my way, but the thought is there.” Truly, until he’d said it out loud, it had only been a fleeting thought, but the more that he thought about it the more it almost made sense. He’d never had any luck with the sweet, silly, skittish types; perhaps he’d try his paw at a lass who could handle herself and wasn’t afraid of his size or warrior heart. Wooing such a lass, however, was a complete and total mystery to him. Would she like flowers or tasty treats? Displays of manliness? Proof that he was responsible and capable of protecting her and any offspring they might have? Would she want sweet words that rhymed and painted pictures? He grimaced visibly at the last thought; poetry was well beyond him. ”Just a thought, aye.”
Turning his attention back to more pressing matters, Dirk considered the options. Naturally he was built to be a warrior and his training had only honed his assets. He was the sharp blade that he was named for. Even as he knew he’d be the most useful as one of Arturio’s knights, the need to patrol and protect the lands was also very real. Especially with this mess with Iromar. He didn’t know the full story but he wasn’t a dumb brute and could pick up on the mounting tensions. ”I have always been a warrior and my teeth and claws are yours to utilize as you see fit. Though I will take my turn patrolling as is only right. They’ll be no snakes in this den.”
Six years old. My heart is my own. My soul is my own. I pledge my fealty to Asteraia.